The Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley

The Complete Works of James Whitcomb Riley

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1916 edition. Excerpt: ...tut! you naughty boy With the ball! for shame!" and then, "You boy with the bat, whack him over the head If he calls you that again!" The kind old man--the mild old man--Who gazed on the boys at play, Dreaming, perchance, of his own wild youth When he was as tough as they! A SCRAWL IWANT to sing something--but this is all--I try and I try, but the rhymes are dull As though they were damp, and the echoes fall Limp and unlovable. Words will not say what I yearn to say--They will not walk as I want them to, But they stumble and fall in the path of the way Of my telling my love for you. Simply take what the scrawl is worth--Knowing I love you as sun the sod On the ripening side of the great round earth That swings in the smile of God. AWAY ICAN not say, and I will not say That he is dead.--He is just away! With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand, He has wandered into an unknown land, And left us dreaming how very fair It needs must be, since he lingers there. And you--O you, who the wildest yearn For the old-time step and the glad return, --Think of him faring on, as dear In the love of There as the love of Here; And loyal still, as he gave the blows Of his warrior-strength to his country's foes.--. Mild and gentle, as he was brave, --When the sweetest love of his life he gave To simple things: --Where the violets grew Blue as the eyes they were likened to, The touches of his hands have strayed As reverently as his lips have prayed: When the little brown thrush that harshly chirred Was dear to him as the mocking-bird; And he pitied as much as a man in pain A writhing honey-bee wet with rain.--Think of him still as the same, I say: He is not dead--he is just away! A MONUMENT FOR THE SOLDIERS AMONUMENT for the Soldiers! And what...show more

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  • Paperback | 44 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 2mm | 95g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 123675963X
  • 9781236759634